When Timothy's lips came close, Samantha pressed her hands against his chest and stopped him. "Don't be in such a hurry!"
The man raised his eyebrows and spoke in an extremely hoarse voice. "What's wrong? Still feeling reluctant?"
"No."
Samantha's cheeks turned red and she said a little awkwardly, "I just…wanted to...take a shower first."
She then pushed him again as soon as she said that.
Timothy stared right at her and looking at her kittenish attitude and let go of her with a smile. "Go ahead then. I can wait for you since...we still have a long night ahead of us anyway..."
Samantha glanced at him with equal parts shyness and annoyance. She then turned around and dashed upstairs like a panicked bunny before running into the master bedroom.
She went into the bathroom, closed the door, and locked it.
